Secretely Poems

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Eternal

Eternal short poem

When the Day appeared to set out far away When the night in the attire of Bride sets in secretly May She lit the light in the world I am set to go When I breath last Then wish I

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Streaming Beauty Of Womanhood

Streaming Beauty Of Womanhood short poem

Born a girl, but, I was raised as a boy In teens I was not girly, a TOMBOY My walk and talk were not feminine I used boy’s stuff showing masculine My nose and ears were not pierced I hated

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African Queen

African Queen short poem

When I look in those dark brown eyes, I see an Angel from the skies, When I see that Beautiful Smile my Heart skips a beat as long as a mile. When I hear the sweet soft voice My life

Another World

Another World short poem

Death has Triggered A strange relationship Between a mother And her child! My mother, Who was always Beside me In all my trials And tribulations; In my success And my triumphs; Got up suddenly And walked Out of my life

Debts Of Gratitude

Debts Of Gratitude short poem

Wanted to pay, Debts of gratitude. There was a call from evergreens, He was not ready to go. Standing in pit of snakes, He was preparing himself for a random fang. Throat like a blue-bird, Waiting for a song. The

Into The Mountain

Into The Mountain short poem

Into the mountain I look and see, beautiful creatures, I behold and thee, with tall trees and green grass that’s smiling at me. Into the mountain I wash my face and drink it’s fresh water, a clear blue sky gazing

Flickering Dream

Flickering Dream short poem

It was your integrity at the time of ubiquitous pain of separation, you want to move the home away from home coming to terms with the trauma your shadow was not following you playing dead nuzzling the earth, racing to

My Grandpa…

My Grandpa... short poem

A Grandfather means so many things… He gave me the power to become a king He gave me life and a freedom for swing He gave me a gift of Santa and tied a string. A source of strength and

Afraid of the dark

Afraid of the dark short poem

Liars are them who say aren’t afraid of the dark. Monsters under them bed they fear… The howl of wolf at a distance they hear… Liars are them who say they aren’t afraid of the dark. Marshy creeks. Silence shrieks.

Morning Star

Morning Star short poem

There was no beginning no ending. Beyond tomorrow you will be, what you were not. Words would disappear, only meaning will be left. The interval ceases to be from ’wasness’ to open pathway. When you are not ready I will

A Benediction

A Benediction long poem

May the droplets of dew that aesthetically adorn The orange hued sun rays that shine through the morn Refract through the glistening moistness of dew And shower rainbow upon rainbow on you May the breeze that condenses the vaporous air

Broken Wings

Broken Wings short poem

The only thing that is so clear Is I had you once so near The evil monsters in my head They’ve trodden on everything, now it’s dead The memories make me cry I am discontented no matter how hard I

Brooding

Brooding short poem

Me and my pride, me and my hurts. Who are you, which you are not, a verbless statement of nirvana? No pain no asking, narcissism. A stream of unbecoming. Eyes wide open jaws tightly shut, sitting in a corner, brooding,

Motive

Motive short poem

My aim was not to visit, Any house or human. My motive was not to flirt; My objective was to win. I always remember this; When I start. My aim was to locate love; Inside of hearts. When love is

Dream Girl

Dream Girl short poem

  Her sparkling Eyes forced me to continue to Live which otherwise I never wanted to Even the sea appears to be thirsty enough to drink the nectar of her beauty Who ever has drawn her sketch has done so

All That Remains

All That Remains short poem

Outside, always looking in, A deafening silence encompasses the room. Inside, never turning around, Embellished laughter and empty smiles fortify a line of demarcation. Alone. The soot amasses dusty clouds, Engulfing the couches and various chairs. Never to be used,

A Tale Of Forgiveness

A Tale Of Forgiveness long poem

She judged her every step Her crumbled wrinkles and grey hair A story of a granddaughter and grandmother Her parents always sent her to her house The old shadowy house with a glittering stream grass to the knees and smell

Strange Echoes

Strange Echoes short poem

a kiss on lips, returns with a blunt style, in perfumed demeanor! I did not hear with absolute eyes, a captive in chained feet, for self-defence; all the shades of red were walking on ocean, a black skull glides: the

Unborn

Unborn short poem

you enter the lair again dun – colored shrapnel was on your lips to hear your truth I lay down the book and look beyond the acid rain falling after the explosion the yellow flames still lapping against the crater

Whispering Time

Whispering Time short poem

Pendulum strikes as usual One…..Two….Three….. Life span rotates on this formula. Time moves fast- Silent shadow starts to shrink In the form of night. Darkness give way to light Again and again the wheel rotates Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter- Changes

My Antediluvian Baby

My Antediluvian Baby short poem

All my dreams of her – not royalty or a classic beauty just a girl in a shift hair to her shoulders thick thighs and a rising color that gathered in her cheeks as she followed her herd of megafauna

Coffee And Conversation

Coffee And Conversation short poem

Cups of hot water & beans-Ah coffee! and tongues spewing air laden alphabets; from a lazy afternoon till a hazy evening, coffee and conversation.. Of loves & lies and dreams & sighs, mothers & brothers, fathers & sisters; of passions

Mother’s Day

Mothers Day short poem

No love on this earth, can define in words our Love and Respect for you, it’s the Unconditional Love that you keep bestowing on us, that keeps us alive and kicking! You are the epitome of discipline and strictness, and,

A Peshawari Mother’s Cry

A Peshawari Mothers Cry short poem

How could it happen? no, not to my son his half eaten sandwich still on the table his glass of milk half empty the bang of his school van door still echoing the towel in his bathroom still wet how

Dead Weight

Dead Weight prose poem

Before we knew it we were on another planet Twelve thousand light years from home Where the hours spun backwards subtracting days Then weeks, then whole months from our lives We stuffed what was left into our rucksacks And with

Love anecdote

Love anecdote short poem

Wisest of the wise always quote Poison for the poison is anecdote Hatred and contempt is to float From one boat to another boat At times a mote takes us- remote This is how humans promote Vices on the chest

Funky Monkey

Funky Monkey short poem

Oooh FUNKY MONKEY on a John Deer tractor in a pair of blue overalls everybody that gets a load of you just has to have their picture taken with you Now you’re a movie star with agents on speed dial

I Met Humanity And She Was Blind

I Met Humanity And She Was Blind short poem

It was a normal day As they usually always say With fights alight, And deaths made right With masses arguing And the hunger growing. Ahh what a sight! A perfectly normal sight! I could just not wait Any longer in

Massive Wolves

Massive Wolves prose poem

Nestled high in the Rocky Mountain Range, a mystical valley is uniquely situated. Eloquently encased by snow draped peaks. A breading ground for Hoary Marmots. Continually feeding a high spirited pack of massive wolves, is found. These massive wolves are

Rebuilding

Rebuilding ballad

Here I lay Body and broken spirit, sprawled across The hardwood floor, covered in dust And littered with shattered fragments Of the person I thought I was Before I broke apart I will not allow myself to let this mess

Re Union

Re Union prose poem

Human relations are complex in nature Relationships may sway extremes from in separable to invisible It takes years to understand and feel comfortable with each other It takes a moment to destroy the love and faith that was built over

Dweller

Dweller short poem

The widest face I’ve ever seen and by his ears , thick whiskers, Always drinks sweet Lipton’s tea in a glass with lemon Enjoys his cigarettes and smiles pouring over daily papers Ringtone set to Mahler’s 5th in his eyes

When Roses Bleed Thorns

When Roses Bleed Thorns long poem

When roses bleed thorns- it’s time to prune them. Waiting for seasons to change- is like waiting for silence to resolve- conflicts- a game of pride and rank. When roses bleed thorns- thistles outgrow the rosebuds; until color is lost

The King’s Demise

The King’s Demise short poem

He knows no boundaries in deeds of evil Sinning wilfully Swollen with conceit Disguising himself as a servant of righteousness Masquerading the truth An imposter going from bad to worse He takes revenge on all who oppose him Making threats

Love Sonnet 32

Love Sonnet 32 sonnet poems

How do I start this journey to your heart? From charts or auguries for direction? Should thousand ships from port with me depart, Yet East or West, where lies your affection? As steepest slope, ravines or swiftest stream, May stand

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens short poem

Let me recount, in how many ways happiness Happens, In the early hours of morning, sunrays touch your face When the birds chirp and twitter, When the wind blows and water flows. All the noise, and all the silence that

Who’s Your Daddy?

Whos Your Daddy? short poem

Oooh baby ride that horsey harder and harder, faster and faster…keep it Cumming, no don’t stop now just keep it Cumming…well ain’t this what you came here for now Hugh now baby don’t lie I know you got that fire

Identity Crisis

Identity Crisis short poem

Here are some “easy” questions we all have been asked. What do you plan on doing after high school? Which Colleges are you looking at? Would you want us to help find the right college for you? Do you know

The Good Fight

The Good Fight short poem

Into the bowels of my being I go, searching for who I am. Far out into the
 Universe
 I search, as far
 as the eye can see. So many questions
 I have, but true answers
 a rare commodity. Frustrations mount,

Johnny walker

Johnny walker short poem

Transient is the word am neither here nor there don’t feel this nor that neither cold nor warm. Traversing through the spectrum and yet not latching on, bygones are bygones learning to look forward. Nothing to look back at caught